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Desmond cast a lingering gaze at the moonlit meadow, its graceful sway accentuated by the falling leaves that danced through the air like ethereal messengers. The sight seemed to transport him to a heavenly realm, but his thoughts remained tethered to more earthly matters.

"Only 30k left to spare at the academy," Desmond ruminated, his mind clouded with concern. "Katrina's promise should ensure my safety, but it's a tenuous grip."

With each sip of wine, he savored the tantalizing taste that graced his palate. The fragmented grapes, intertwined with notes of sweet and sour flower nectar, formed a flavorful concoction that ignited youthful excitement within him, sending ripples of pleasure through his senses.

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"Ah...life's peculiar twists and turns," he sighed, his voice tinged with a touch of wistfulness.